I Don't Really Know What Inspires Me

And If I Would Have Taken Lessons I Probably Wouldn't Have Done It, And What Forced Me To Do All This Weird Stuff On The Guitar Was I Couldn't Afford Effects Pedals, I Didn't Have All This Stuff When I Was A Kid So I Just Tried To Squeeze All The Weird Noises I Could Out Of The Guitar, Which Brings Me To Building Guitars.

I Have Pictures Of Me Sitting In The Racquetball Court In My Pajamas With An Acoustic Guitar, And Wolfgang Is Probably Just Two-and-a-half-feet Tall. I'll Never Forget The Day I Saw His Foot Tapping Along In Beat! I Knew Then, I Couldn't Wait For The Day I'd Be Able To Make Music With My Son. I Don't Know What More I Could Ask For.

I've Had A Hip Replacement, I've Beaten Cancer, I Had My Hand Operation, And I Stopped Drinking. Something Inside Of Me Just Went, 'i'm Done.'

Before The Operation On My Left Hand I Wasn't Able To Stretch My Fingers Open All The Way. I've Never Had Very Big Hands, But I Could Do The Splits With Them. Eventually I Couldn't Any More. I Had A Twisted Tendon In My Little Finger That Prevented Me From Being Able To Stretch.

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